Put that book back on the shelf don't bother
Made a beast out of myself tell mother
Talking to the ghosts of my dead cats I
See the weirdness in my eyes
Don't know what I'm doing or seeing
Or if I'm even a human being
Stay out of the light each time we come round
We'll be writhing in our beds 'til the sun goes down
(Dropped out)
The sweet surrender to the peace of vacuous minds
(Locked in)
Maybe we deserve to be the void freaks left behind
We don't mind about the tiny details
Tell the papers that we did not inhale
Fried our brains on Friday nights like always
Memory's a bluish haze
Don't know if I'm coming or going
If that's even really worth knowing
If the world must just pretend it's normal
Shut the blinds and drop the whole act for a while
It's hard to shake the feeling we're not welcome anymore
We're living on the ceiling cause there's no room on the floor
You try to live inside something no one can describe
There's nowhere left to run but there's one place left to hide...
The sweet surrender to the peace of vacuous minds
Maybe we deserve to be the void freaks left behind
Locked in and dropped out
Locked in and dropped out
Locked in and dropped out
Locked in and dropped out
Locked in and dropped out
Locked in and dropped out
Locked in and dropped out
Locked in and dropped out
Locked in and dropped out
Locked in and dropped out
Locked in and dropped out
Locked in and dropped out
Locked in and dropped out
Locked in and dropped out
Locked in and dropped out